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Guh. Just wrenched myself out of a dream where school had started 3 days ago and I hadn't been to any classes and I really was trying to do well but I was off to a bad start and I'd signed up for the diving team but I didn't know where the practices were and my Uncle F lived in Brooklyn so I went to visit him there but I got lost on the way back to Manhattan and decided to take a bus to Amsterdam instead so I got to what I thought was Amsterdam but couldn't find anyplace to buy weed, just casinos, so I got back on the bus and realized it was going way out into the Dutch countryside and it was 3 in the morning and there weren't any more buses back to Amsterdam at that hour and I didn't have any money and couldn't find my house keys so I knew I'd have to find my way back to my uncle's house in Brooklyn but I didn't know the address and anyway I was stuck in this very gezellig underground concourse in Holland with homes and bars and stuff but the woman who was being nice to me got suspicious for some reason and tried to make me pay for two nights' lodging but I'd only just gotten there and it started to look like she wasn't going to help me get back to Amsterdam after all and I just broke down and freaked out about school and being lost and my dad dying and then I woke up.

So now I have a whole pile of completely unfounded stress in my stomach. I tried to get back to sleep with the intention of lucidly dealing with it all, but some barking dogs outside eliminated that possibility. I'll do some extra yoga today, I think.

10:07 AM